Decision I

Beyond the Sky Curtain.

The sky was overcast with dense clouds.

On the vast, dark, rugged, muddy ground.

A tall man dressed in a moon-white robe was slowly walking step by step along the road.

The road surface was blurry and indistinct; without careful observation, it was impossible to recognize that it had once been a wide, well-constructed road.

The man continued walking forward, and after walking a while, he looked up at the sky again.

"I hope the clouds don't disperse again," he murmured.

The dark clouds in the sky continued to gather, growing denser and denser, without dissipating.

But a dark shadow was also vaguely approaching directly in front of it.

It was a strong humanoid figure with black wings.

Its face consists of only a huge mouth, and its eyes are enormous, located in the center of its chest, resembling purple crystals.

"Living Spirit! Living Spirit!!" the humanoid screamed, like a wild beast.

The roadside is flanked by rolling, dark hills.

There were no trees, just bare soil and black stones, and it was impossible to tell where the humanoid figure had come from.

"Here we go again," the man in the moon-white robe said, his expression hardening.

He is the Moon God, and also the strongest Gods and Buddhas who has just emerged from his own Interaction Zone, carrying all the power accumulated by Spirit Flight Heaven.

At first, he was overjoyed to come out, but as he experienced the harshness of the environment and saw no survivors on this land, his spirits plummeted.

His anger gradually subsided.

He began to doubt whether he had truly returned to the world he had always dreamed of.

'But the world is vast, and perhaps I just happened to appear in a desolate, uninhabited place.' The Moon God thought to herself, and began to search for traces of humans.

They quickly found a road trace that had been there for who knows how long.

So they began to follow the road forward.

Roads connect towns, and as long as you follow a road, you are sure to find a place where human activity takes place.

He had encountered this kind of monster more than once.

These monsters are practically everywhere here; you'll encounter three or five every short while.

But that's not the most troublesome part.

Instead, the Moon God raised her hand, her immense divine power surging within her, but she couldn't release it. She could only use it to enhance herself.

Moreover, there is absolutely no aura of Great Grandmaster here.

He was able to split off Yue Dewen, so he himself was naturally Great Grandmaster who had reached the pinnacle of martial arts.

He has a very thorough understanding of the principles of power.

But at this moment, he could understand.

Your own momentum, once dissipated, has absolutely no effect on the other party.

Moreover, it doesn't seem to be the other party's problem.

This wasn't the first time they'd tested it, but the Moon God still couldn't help but feel a chill run down her spine.

The existence of momentum is the foundation of divine power.

Both are forms of invisible mental attacks that originate from consciousness and develop from it.

But this kind of psychological attack seemed to have lost its effectiveness at this point.

Without his power and divine might, his only reliance was his martial arts realm and the overall qualities of his body.

"Kill!!"

The black-winged humanoid pounced forward with incredible speed, covering dozens of meters in the blink of an eye and arriving in front of him.

His right hand opened, and his five fingers flicked out sharp purple blades, grabbing at the Moon God with lightning speed.

Whoosh!

A flash of purple light.

The Moon God stepped back by a hair's breadth, precisely avoiding the attack.

This is the Great Grandmaster's Enemy Anticipation. When he fought this kind of monster before, he had already collected its general movement patterns, attack habits, and the trajectory of its moves.

Swish, swish, swish! The humanoid monster roared furiously. Seeing that it could not catch its opponent, it became even more enraged and frantically waved its hands, leaving behind a trail of purple claw marks.

But no matter how frantic he became, he could not touch the Moon God.

"Certainly."

Suddenly, the Moon God produced a short stick and thrust it forward with lightning speed.

The stab landed precisely where the monster's humanoid form couldn't dodge in time, striking its purple eye on its chest.

Boom! The purple vertical pupils exploded.

The monster staggered back two steps, then collapsed to its knees with a thud, falling silent once more.

The Moon God stood still, looking at the black short stick in her hand that was emitting black smoke and had begun to slowly twist and dissolve, and casually threw it away.

He had just picked it up from the roadside, intending to prepare for this situation.

After the humanoid monster fell to the ground, it remained motionless and stayed there.

Unlike Gods and Buddhas who automatically explode and transform into countless Spirit Thread, this is clearly a creature that has not detached itself from its physical body.

'Is this really my father's hometown?' The Moon God looked up into the distance, at the blurry horizon that seemed to stretch endlessly, and a sudden doubt arose in her heart.

But years of tempering his character had made him as steadfast as a rock, and he immediately continued on his way.

Even if they can't use divine power and momentum, their strength is reduced by more than half.

He still possesses terrifying Spirit Thread, as well as the realm and methods to reach the pinnacle of martial arts.

But a new question arose in the Moon God's mind at this moment.

'If the divine power and influence of Gods and Buddhas are ineffective in this world outside the Sky Curtain, then why is there such a strong emphasis on developing this aspect within the Sky Curtain?'

He carefully examined the system's settings when he was plundering Spirit Flight Heaven's accumulated resources.

Spirit Flight Heaven controls a large number of Earth Mother Goddesses and Heavenly Gods. Most of these deities have fallen into a state of madness and have forgotten themselves, just like the Wish Woman and Blood God on Zhang Rongfang's body.

But many others remain sober.

They were being secretly and continuously drained of power by the entire Spirit Flight Heaven System.

Under the constraints of the Manifest God Register), Spirit Flight Heaven has its own complete system of punishment, which does not allow any deity to dare to escape.

Outside, the gods only perceive Spirit Flight Heaven as aloof and ruthless, and the three great saints as incredibly powerful, acting as agents of Heaven in its inspection.

Therefore, the purpose of the Spirit Flight Heaven System from the very beginning was to accumulate and collect a large amount of Gods and Buddhas power from gods and Buddhas.

But now.

The Moon God suddenly noticed.

Kamui can't be used outside?

What was the point of Spirit Flight Heaven collecting divine power for so many years? Were all the pioneers of the past wrong?

The Moon God was puzzled.

*** Great Abyss.

Zhang Rongfang frowned and stared at the blood wall in front of him, which had been blasted into various protrusions.

The strange humanoid figure outside was still rushing around at extremely high speed, seemingly without any pattern.

But amidst the afterimages and illusions, there lurked a more subtle malice.

This malice did not originate from an attack by the other party.

Zhang Rongfang frowned.

His current level of instinct has reached an extremely high level; he can immediately detect anything amiss.

At this moment, he had easily blocked the opponent. But suddenly Zhang Rongfang's gaze sharpened, and he opened the Attribute Panel.

Below the Attribute Panel, a line belonging to the Intuition Warning is slowly beginning to flicker.

Intuition Warning: Some deep-seated malice is steadily eroding your consciousness.

'Malicious intent?' Zhang Rongfang suddenly had a thought.

The wall of blood that had previously blocked the opponent's attack suddenly dispersed and circled back to where he was standing.

All the areas that had been hit showed a subtle purple tinge.

He separated the purple blood and found that these parts of the blood were no longer controllable.

The blood cells within have completely lost their activity.

"This kind of thing."

Zhang Rongfang reached out and grabbed.

Countless drops of blood formed a crimson hand beside him, which suddenly lunged at the other person.

"Kill!"

The strange humanoid figure spread its arms, and the purple vertical pupils on its chest suddenly brightened, shooting towards Zhang Rongfang.

The purple beam pierced through the blood hand, its power far exceeding the previous phantom attack, and struck Zhang Rongfang's arm skin squarely.

A slight pain came over me.

He raised his hand and looked at it. A small piece of flesh was missing from his hand, and this small wound was spreading rapidly to other places.

It controls the wound so that the flesh and blood are automatically isolated and fly out.

'What is this thing?' Zhang Rongfang frowned.

He watched as the wounded flesh rapidly turned purple, emanating a strong sense of unease.

He pondered for a moment, looking at the strange humanoid figure that was still dodging between the bloody hands, trying to attack him.

"Blood River".

Large amounts of blood gushed out, transforming into countless crimson spikes that rained down on the opponent.

Under the barrage of hundreds of blood spikes per second, it only took a few short seconds.

The strange humanoid figure was pierced through its torso one after another, and finally, unable to fly any longer, it fell downwards.

Boom! Suddenly, his entire body transformed into a small purple sun and exploded completely.

The dazzling light radiated in all directions.

Just one glance Zhang Rongfang feel a stinging pain in his eyes, and he quickly raised Blood Curtain to shield himself.

Before long, the purple light dissipated.

Everything returned to calm.

He then lowered the Blood Curtain and looked around.

'It seems to be over.'

The strange humanoid figure disappeared.

Hovering in mid-air, Zhang Rongfang looked solemn as he watched the warning message slowly disappear from his Intuition Warning.

And the part of his blood that turned purple.

These bloodstains seemed to have started to writhe and expand on their own after the purple light explosion, as if trying to break free from their restraints.

This phenomenon was completely out of his control over his blood.

'What is this?'

"This is an evil spirit."

Suddenly a voice reached his ears from afar.

"Who!?" Zhang Rongfang looked in that direction.

"An old man who has forgotten his own name."

In the dim light, a dirty old man dressed in a long gray cloth robe, with messy hair and beard that dragged down to his insteps, slowly climbed over from one side of the rock wall.

He hung sideways on the rock face, his fingers and toes much longer and thinner than the average person's, allowing him to easily grip the rock.

"It's been a long time since I've seen anyone here. Hello, young stranger." The old man's rat-like eyes peeked out from between his thick hair and eyebrows.

"Do you know what that was just now?" Zhang Rongfang asked in a deep voice.

"Of course I know," the old man chuckled. "That thing is very common outside. It's called the Evil Spirit Car."

"The Evil Spirit Car?"

"Speaking of which, this Interaction Zone has now become a ghost town. Only a few remnants of its former glory remain," the old man sighed.

"What does this mean?" Zhang Rongfang's heart stirred slightly, but his face remained expressionless.

"The Sky Curtain is starting to shrink. This means the internal circulation is about to stop," the old man replied.

"Of course, it's also possible that the Heavenly Light outside is more intense. Anyway, I remember when I came in, the Heavenly Light wasn't this strong."

Now, tsk tsk.

"There was a Moon God who wanted to leave the Sky Curtain and go out to explore. Have you seen her?" Zhang Rongfang asked directly.

"I've met him. I even spoke with him." The old man smiled. "He said he wanted to go back to his hometown. I told him there was nothing outside, just a desolate and ruined world. He didn't believe me."

"You said before that you hadn't seen anyone come here for a long time." Zhang Rongfang frowned.

"Ah, I was just kidding, hahaha." The old man laughed. His Locked Script was very poor, and his accent was somewhat unclear.

"What is the outside world like?" Zhang Rongfang paused for a moment, and although he felt the other party was unreliable, he still asked the question.

"Didn't I tell you? It's ruined, everything is ruined. Everyone has hidden in the Interaction Zone, barely clinging to life."

The old man raised one hand and thrust it into the rock wall with a single motion, creating a hole that caught his body.

His physical strength seemed very high, making this movement extremely easy for him.

This also made Zhang Rongfang's heart skip a beat.